IT'S ALWAYS BEEN YOU [STRAYKIDS BANGCHAN × READER]

CHAPTER 9

You pull your hair to one side, exposing the curve of your neck to him.

"Kiss me.", you tell him, not turning around, your voice nothing more than a breath.

Your bodies are still pressed together, moving like one to the music.

His fingers dig into the flesh on your hips as a response to your demand.

"But you don't even know me", he points out. His mouth so close to where you want to feel the touch of his lips.

"You don't know me either. But here we are.", you counter brashly.

"Touché."

You bite your lip, not able to resist your arousal, caused by your naughty body movements and his suddenly kinda raspy voice - maybe because he's just as turned on as you are, at least that's what you want it to be.

"Besides that, a little make-out doesn't require knowing the other's persona. I'm just here to have a little fun and boldly assume you are too."

He remains silent. You take that as a yes.

You try something more cocky, boosting his ego to make him give in.

"You know, I could have had plenty of other men in this room but I chose you.", you say, slightly turning your head as you say the last part.

A deep chuckle escapes his mouth. His warm breath hitting your skin and tickling the area right under your ear, making you shiver.

"Careful with your words, people could think you are desperate?"

Even though your plan backfired, you tag along with his nagging.

"What if I am?", you practically purr.

"Oh, so you do admit it?"

"I said 'what if', so don't get all cocky and just answer me."

Another chuckle.

His lips brushing your ear as he whispers:" So we're back at demanding, huh? You should learn how to ask nicely, if you want something from someone you don't know, don't you think?"

"Want me to beg or something?", you joke.

"Well, if you're offering ..."

Now you are the one chuckling.

"I see, someone got a little kink."

"Call it what you want, but if a gorgeous woman offers me to beg just to feel my lips on her smooth skin, who am I to complain?"

Fuck, he really knows how to smooth talk a woman.
He practically wants you to be submissivly in order to give you what you want and you don't even mind it a bit.
You're too drunk and aroused to give him a speech about his behavior, which your sober self probably would have done.

In fact, you're more than ready to do as he says, cause tonight only one thing counts.

You press yourself even more against his rock-hard body, your soft curves against his defined muscles.

He groans.

A sound that makes your pussy throb.

"Oke ... you won.",you start, breathing heavily, "Please, I want your lips on my neck. I want you to kiss me so badly, please, I beg you."

"That's a good girl.", he praises you with his sexy as fuck voice right next to your ear before he finally traces his lips down your neck.

You shiver, closing your eyes to fully enjoy the moment.